'Annoying,' I thought to myself, as I stare at my alarm clock as I lay lazily in my bed. The numbers 06:58 in flaring red stare back at me, mocking me. 'Why do I always do this to myself? Why don't I wake up to the alarm, and not a minute or two before its set to go off,' I questioned as I groaned, pulling the blanket over my head to keep the light from the windows from reaching my eyes. My bed always feels so inviting in the early morning, especially when there are things to do. 'Who the hell needs college these days,' I thought.
"Maybe dancing on a pole isn't as bad as everyone makes it out to be," I said out loud to myself. No sooner, had I uttered the words of my education free, nude dancer life, the alarm went off. BEEP, BEEP, BEEP, BEEP. "I fucking hear you," I grumbled as I sat up. My blue blanket draped over my head as I slammed my hand down on the electronic pest, effectively silencing it. The sun light beamed into the room, making me wince. Bird chirped happily outside, for no other reason than to remind me that my days of sleeping in are over. I reluctantly get out of bed, leaving my blankets in a pile on the bed.
I opened my bedroom door, Dallas was standing in front of my doorway as she always did every morning, staring at me with her inquisitive black eyes. "Morning Dal," I grumbled, as I moved past her. "Morning," she mimicked softly as she followed me into the kitchen. I rubbed my eyes, still feeling unready for the day. I looked back at Dallas, her face was plain, unreadable; but she was very much awake. "Do you have a secret coffee stash hidden somewhere, because that shit makes you teeth brown," I asked, knowing I wouldn't get a respond. Dallas simply furrowed her eyebrows, puzzled. "I'm only joking Dal," I said as I opened the refrigerator to asset what would be for breakfast.
'Left over Pizza, eggs, bacon, rice, sweet bread, etc, etce,' I pondered what'd be the quickest thing to make. "Fable," Dallas said softly. I peeked my head over the refrigerator door to look at her. "Yes?" I asked patiently. Dallas twisted her mouth, her eye looked unsure. "Eggs," she said. "Eggs Please," I corrected, pulling out the carton of eggs and setting it on the counter. "Eggs please, she repeated, her eyes never leaving the carton of eggs. " Good job," I said as I opened the cabinet under the sink, pulling out a large black cast iron frying pan. I sit the pan on the stove, and proceed to crack open all twelve eggs into the pan.
I glance over at the clock as I flipped the large omelette over. '07:25,' my eyes narrowed as I calculated the time I'd need to get myself and Dallas ready. 'There's plenty of time,' I thought as I dumped cheese and peppers into the pan. "Dallas," I barked, as I folded the omelette over. Dallas was quickly by my side with a ceramic square plate in her hands. I slid the oversized large omelette onto her dish. The cooked product was far larger than the plate itself, but it would have to do. Dallas's face lit up, the corners of her mouth pulled upward into a large smile.
"Eat fast," I said needlessly. I placed the frying pan into the sink, it could wait until later to be washed. I quickly entered the bathroom and turned on the shower. I pulled my pajamas off, leaving them on the floor carelessly. 'I'll clean in later.' I washed myself with body wash that created large amounts of foam that smelled like pineapples and coconuts. I washed my hair roughly, knowing that I'd have to add a lot of product to it and fast or else I'd look like I had clown hair. I shuttered at the thought. I briskly rinsed all the soap foam from my body off and hopped out of the tub, making sure to leave the water still running.
"Dallas!" I yelled as I attempted find my towel. She appeared in the bathroom doorway seconds later. "Shower, now, fast," I said as walked past her as nude as the day I was born. Dallas looked over at me puzzled, but undressed fast and got into the shower as I asked. My towel was on my bedroom floor. I picked up the towel, wrapping it around my head. Going over to my closet, I pulled out a white button up shirt and black dress pants. i misbuttoned by blouse numerous times, before I finally got it right. I turned around, and Dallas was standing directly behind me, wearing a lavender sundress. "Nice choice Dal," I said as I ruffled her still wet messy hair. Dallas smiled at me, sitting on my bed and watched me continue to get dress. I pulled off my towel off my now dry head and my curly red hair stood up straight like a tree truck. "Uugh." I frowned at my reflection in the mirror, and the thought of just cutting it all off
I shook myself out of the thought. Grabbing the brush off the dresser, I managed to pull my hair into a bun towards the back of my head. I looked back at my reflection and scowled. I looked like a restaurant hostess. I went over to the night stand and pulled out my costume glasses. Putting them on I let them sit on the tip of my nose. "Dallas, do I look studious," I asked looking down at her. Dallas looked at me perplexed. "I know, I know," I sighed. "I looked nerdy, and this shirt makes my tits look huge," I said mostly to myself. I glanced at the clock. '0810'.
I grabbed Dallas's hand pulling her outside the apartment. I pressed the down button for the elevator, and we waited. "Dallas, you're going to be completely by yourself tomorrow. But don't worry, I'll cook all you food ahead of time. And I'll rent movies for you, it'll really only be for five hours. And it won't even be five hours straight, because I'll have two thirty minute breaks. So really, you'll only be alone for two hours and thirty minutes, twice. That's two movies." I rambled about the numbers, as the elevator doors opened. We got in the elevator fast as I continued talking.
"I know you won't burn the entire complex down, killing everyone. Because you're smart enough not to touch the stove while I'm not home," I continued rambling until Dallas squeezed my hand, causing me to yelp and pull away from her. As I cradled my sore hand I looked down at her black eyes staring at me with I look I couldn't quite place. "Ok Dallas, I'll stop worrying." She smiled at me, reaching back for my hand. "Ah ah," I jokingly rejected her as the elevator doors opened again on the first floor. We stepped off the elevator and made our way outside. "No more hand holding until you tell me who's been taking you to the gym."
It took us exactly fifth-teen minutes to get to the campus by foot. I had five minutes to spare, before orientation started. Compared to all the other students walking around wearing jeans and sweats, I felt overdressed to say the least. Dallas looked agitated, if her tail hadn't been wrapped around her waist beneath her dress I knew it'd be flailing. "Relax," I whispered to her as I held her hand. "We'll get ice cream when this is all done and over with." She seemed to perk up, a grin once again gracing her face. I smiled back at her.
All the students started walking inside the building. I spotted a bench right beside the entrance door. "Dallas, sit right here, okay?" I said as I physically pushed her onto the bench, my hand firmly on her shoulder to keep her place. "This orientation should only last twenty minutes. It'll be over quick. I promise." I let go of her shoulder, backing away slowly. When I saw she didn't move from her seated position, I quickly went into the building.
There were hundreds of chairs in the auditorium like room, but it was difficult to find one that was opened. I frowned, 'I should have gotten here earlier'. My eyes resumed scanning the huge room for an open chair. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder, I turned around and there stood a man with short spikey black hair, glasses as thick as bottom of soda bottles, wearing a suit and tie. 'I thought I was over dressed.' "Yes..," I asked eager to get the interacted over with. He rubbed the back of his neck laughing nervously. "I'm sorry to bother you professor, I was curious as to when orientation was going to start?" He asked innocently. 'Pro-Professor'? I felt my face get hot. 'Deep breathes, he's not saying you look old' I thought to myself. I smiled at him sweet. I am a student here," I said through my gritted smiling teeth. He suddenly looked embarrassed. "I'm sorry Miss, you just look so intelligent," he said hurriedly. "I smiled at him softer this time. "Nice save," I complimented.
As he opened his mouth to reply, an older man came out on stage and addressed the rules to all us first time students. Semester lasts from September to the end of November, 5 unexcused absences is an automatic failure for each class, percentages you need to pass, and so on and so on. I was anxious to leave, it was bad enough I had to stand in the back next to the dork. But it was way longer than twenty minutes, it had been almost an hour. Everything the professor went over had been in the welcome packet we all got when we enrolled. Finally after, everyone was finished asking their question, the professor finally dismissed us. I was the first one out of the door. I felt an immediate sense of relief when I saw that Dallas was still planted firmly on the bench. Her eyes watching a butterfly as in freely flew around her. I let out a breath of air I didn't know I was even holding. As I began to walk toward her, I was stopped by a hand grabbing my forearm. I turned my head to see it was the dork again. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to insult you," he apologized, letting me go. 'Don't worry about it." I trailed off not knowing what to call him, because calling him dork outside my head was rude. "Son Gohan," he said sticking his hand out. "Karai Fable," I said as I grabbed his hand to shake it.
"Now, if you'll excuse me," I said as I stopped shaking his hand and resumed my walk over to Dallas. "Hey Dal," I said smiling. "Ice cream," she stated from her seated position. "Yes." She stood up, and stretched her arms as far as they could go, her tail seemed to stretch out too from beneath her dress. Seconds later she wrapped her tail back around herself, in the normal fashion and held my hand. As we were about to walk away from the campus, I saw Gohan a few feet away, his eyes were hard and piercing at Dallas. Not that she noticed. He didn't look quite like a dork anymore.
Quick Thoughts. This Fanfic was started before Dragon ball z super was a thing, I think. Haven't really had the time to watch anything new. So that in itself is stressful, still haven't found a betta. I am an insomnia, I started writing this at 2am and just finished at 9:30 am. I took so many breaks, but I felt inspired. I am currently on a forced vacation from work, and have nothing to do with my time. Please review.
